The Moon Watches

Naked
beneath the moon, the stars
arms stretched wide
the cool wind blows
but she doesn't shiver
she basks in the light
and lets it roll softly
down her back, over her body
caressing her like a lover's touch

Strong legs move
dancing under the moon
bending over the springy grass
and letting it tickle her ankles

She is alone
under the cold moon
it watches her dance
as though she were smiling
and didn't have the gag
inside her mouth

It watches her
as though she didn't
have the bruises

Follows her
as though the blood
wasn't streaming down her face
as though the tears
weren't flowing from her eyes
as though her heart wasn't broken

The moon watches her
as she dances below
watches her as though
she weren't really dead

4-26-02